On his way out he could see that his mother’s door was open and he worried if she had spotted him. If she had discovered that her son was a dirty pi...s loving, incest obsessed boy. He darted into his room and closed the door behind him. Pacing around his room hoping she had not seen him, praying that he would never do this again if he wasn’t caught. That he would change his ways if his mother Jennifer would just please, please not have just witnessed his nastiness.Had Jon not hurried from the. ??? Afterwards, I pulled out of her and toldher to wash the cock withher tongue. Shedid this and I took it from her, washing it under waterand replacing iton the shelf. I told Marta to clean me with a washclothand then her. Shedid this and then I told her to hand me her panties andbra and bend overand grab her ankles. Marta complied without hestation. ??? I walked back over to the shelf and removeda clear plastic five inch butt plug. I knew my friend wouldn't care if Iborrowed it for a few. Just then she became aware of someone else beside her on the pavement."What seems to be the trouble, lady?" a voice asked.Turning, she saw an elderly white-haired negro looking at her quizzically. He seemed harmless and, indeed, avuncular."Do you know anything about cars?" she asked, "Mine has stopped. It was ... I don't know ...sort of burping as I came along." Sounds like fuel trouble to me," said the old man, "Me and my sons run a garage about half a mile away. If you like we can tow you. My nipples are on fire. My mindis swimming from the throbbing pain and confusion. I can not figure outwhat set off this chain of events. You abruptly let go of the nipple andreach down to grab my leg, pulling my knee up and out toward the wall. Youhold it there, sharply ramming your hips up and in to me, picking me up offthe floor slightly. Your cock thrusts in to my pussy, but it is somewhatdry from the shower. You push all the way in anyway in one brutal thrust. Itburns. You let go of my leg.